2 Points Of View {PHAN}

Chapter 13: Don't You Get It?

It was getting dark and the feeling of paranoia was consuming my mind. Dan and I were driving this road and I didn't know where it was going. It seemed like every corner and turn looked the same and after awhile it seemed like we were heading in circles. Dan laid his head on the old truck's door and looked ahead. The stench of old fast food and hookers lingered in the truck. A sticker rested on the head board of the truck that read "Only God Can Judge Me." I guess God can only judge you.

As I drove down the road multiple signs pointed out a small town with a population of 1,546 called Movavi was a few miles down. I made note of the town's location and continued the direction I was going. A few minutes later we reached a sign that had a mountain with the words "Movavi" and down below the population painted on it. By the sign I could tell there wouldn't be to much commotion since the population was not to big, so Dan and I would be okay for now. I did not need any trouble with the law since we are also running away from pissed off gang members and Dan being a kidnapped victim. That would not really help our situation if we ran into the law.

Buildings that were no bigger than the house Dan and I use to live in, were scattered around the entrance of Movavi. It was cute, the town reminded me of what small towns you would see in tv shows and movies. A post office, gas station, and locally owned businesses were lined up around the road we were driving on. The night lamp posts turned on and lit the darken road. I noticed to my right that a small motel, that looked slightly run down, had a vacant sign on.

I turned into the parking lot next to the main hotel office to get a room for Dan and I. The actual motel rooms were another building that had two stories. The building was oddly colored bright orange with the doors colored navy blue. Stair case and railing of the building was colored bright yellow. Miny patches of grass peaked through the concrete that was laid at the motel doors. It gave off a homey feeling.

Parking the truck, I turned the truck off and noticed that Dan was sleeping quietly on the door with his jacket hoodie pulled over his head. His face looked calm and the moonlight shined on him making his brown fringe look lighter than it actually was. Laughing to myself I rolled down my window and got out of the car. I decided to let Dan sleep for awhile longer in the truck while I got the motel room, so I rolled down my window for him to get some air.

When I went to open the motel office door there was a small bunny at the door looking up at me. Its body fur was grey while its tail was chocolate brown like Dan's hair. The bunny looked adorable and I waved to it. I stood in awe as scratched its face with its tiny paw and bounced off. Bunnies are cute, aren't they?

I walked into the motel office with a new smile on my face and was partially blinded by the bright light and my drying out contacts. I forgot to take my contact solution with me when I left the house, but luckily I packed my glasses. I'll have to put those on when I get in the room.

The smell of coffee brewing and low music playing surrounded the front desk of the building. A short girl with graying brown sat in a chair reading the newspaper behind the desk. She looked like she was around the age of 50 by the defined lines and wrinkles scattered around her face. Something about her tells me she doesn't like this job since a frown was placed on her lips, and it look like it's been for awhile.

"Hello I'm going to need one room please," I said in my most polite voice. No matter how sweet I sounded she rolled her eyes and sat up in her chair.

"Yeah and I need a new husband," she bluntly said with anger. I stood there confused and waiting for her to give me the room.

"Sorry to hear that Ms," I said out of awkwardness.

"Well thanks kid. Here's your room key. Room 18. I think you can find it on your own," She said handing me a silver card with Motel 8 written on it. I was going to ask if I needed to pay, but I didn't have any money and decided that since she didn't ask for any I wasn't going to ask about it. Free motel room I guess.